Putting up with an amateur person like me, was a tough task for my best friend. Getting angry for silly issues, being possessive, had become a routine now. Cheering me up, by bringing my favourite food (Biryani), on table and taking me for a dessert delight, were the ways they sort to, to deal with my mood swings. Seeing those mouth watering recipes, and me forgetting why I got angry in the first place, and turning into an elite person, made them smirk.

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